#lab assistant problems

[pipariperho]

I know they sing about Gloooooooria in that one Christmas song but it just sounds like Finnish word for chloride and it's freaking hilarious to me.

[transsapphoholic]

Aaaannnnnd I’ve been left on my own to judge whether the product has finished reacting.

Great. I get to be alone in a big empty industrial facility for an indeterminate amount of time, because I’m not a god damn chemical engineer, and I don’t how low the peak on the FTIR readout needs to get before it’s okay to stop the reactor and package the fucking product!

It SHOULD go down to acceptable levels within half an hour, but whooooooo fucking knows? Oh yeah, THE GUY WHO JUST FUCKED OFF TO A LIONS CLUB MEETING.

[transsapphoholic]

I work with substances that can, with relatively small doses, kill me, and I STILL think that the worst part of working for my dad is doing inventory. Half the inventory sheet is done in acronyms, but not all of them are the same as the acronyms used on the products' drum labels, and the other half is has the full chemical names written out, but some of the drums only have the full name printed in tiny letters somewhere ass-deep in the fine print of the label. Then he's got partial drums of product, which need to be moved with a drum cart over to the scale, surrounded in full drums two rows deep! And then there's the 40lb buckets stacked three high and 3-5 deep, half of which don't need to be counted, but are mixed in with the ones that do...

[firebrandphlox]

I totally snapped at this guy at work because he keeps taking pens from the lab and doesn't return them and I'm having a miserable day. I have never fought for the possession of a writing utensil so hard in my life.

[blessthe-lord-ohmysoul]

I can't really change the printer ink if you keep printing. Now your projects are going to look crappy and you're going to blame me.